Текст песни Mr Ow Much (HashFinger remix) - ExP

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Mr ow much Mr ow much are you charging
Mr Mr Mr ow much ow much
Mr ow much Mr ow much are you charging
Mr Mr Mr ow much ow much
Mr ow much Mr ow much are you charging
Mr Mr Mr ow much ow much
Mr ow much Mr ow much are you charging

There's nothing I love more than a Samuel Smith's pub
There's one called the Shoulder of Mutton in Bradford
And you can get two pints for a fiver and come back with change
But unfortunately the rest of England isn't the same
All the bars in Leeds charge at least 4 quid a pint
You can tell me to get with the times but it's Yorkshire, I'm tight
I'm not about to break a tenner for a drink with a mate
And two quid for a bag of crisps? Give me a break
This a mistake? It says my cup of coffee was four quid
You just mixed some water with granules and poured it
People in the service industry are living off your tips
Cos the company pays em nowt, which is of course shit
But capitalism got us passive 'stead of acting livid
Companies increase their profit people add the difference
And they can dodge the tax cos they're providing the jobs
Be like me and decide that the cost's too high for them cos I'm

Mr Mr Mr ow much ow much
Mr ow much Mr ow much are you charging
Mr Mr Mr ow much ow much
Mr ow much Mr ow much are you charging
Mr Mr Mr ow much ow much
Mr ow much Mr ow much are you charging
Mr Mr Mr ow much ow much
Mr ow much Mr ow much are you charging

I went on a stag do to London the other year
£5.50 for a motherchuffin' beer
I was broke by the first night, London's so super
Plus my mate had his phone nicked by some guy on a scooter
How the hell do people manage? Polish, English and Spanish
African, Hispanic, Asian, Danish, Islamic
To rent a property in zone four's like three times the cost
Of a flat in central Bradford, see why I'm lost
The local Spa is selling orange juice a couple quid more
Than any place in the North, and I just can't ignore
I walk in and look to buy some stuff then walk out
Cos I'd rather go hungry and thirsty than fork out
So chuff London and chuff capital cities
People gravitate towards them, and it's a pity
The streets are paved with gold, directly from your wallet
"But there are more opportunities here" aw stop it

Mr Mr Mr ow much ow much
Mr ow much Mr ow much are you charging
Mr Mr Mr ow much ow much
Mr ow much Mr ow much are you charging
Mr Mr Mr ow much ow much
Mr ow much Mr ow much are you charging
Mr Mr Mr ow much ow much
Mr ow much Mr ow much are you charging

A poor man can't afford to buy cheap clothes
A tight man waits for Christmas so family can buy those
I don't mean they're cheap, I just mean I don't have to pay for em
I bin wearing the same boxers and socks since a teenager and
My shirts are mainly hand-me-downs from my wife's uncle
Not cos he grew out of 'em, just cos he had a bundle
I'll take it if it's going don't be wasting it on charity
Saying I wear the same things isn't going to embarrass me
Men are supposed to buy engagement rings with three months' salary
I got a family heirloom when I asked Ange to marry me
And actually I've found that spending lavishly is bad for me
I don't go anywhere with cash on me, the missus' handbag has to be
In attendance at all times, cos my wallet ain't
We've got a joint account, I'm not so tight she's gotta pay
But if we walk into a place cos the food sounds good
I'm still staring at the menu, thinking, ow much

Mr Mr Mr ow much ow much
Mr ow much Mr ow much are you charging
Mr Mr Mr ow much ow much
Mr ow much Mr ow much are you charging
Mr Mr Mr ow much ow much
Mr ow much Mr ow much are you charging
Mr Mr Mr ow much ow much
Mr ow much Mr ow much are you charging